"I'd do about anything, but not with a third person," Wendy often told her husband Greg. The thirty-something couple had been married for about 10 years. Wendy was never hornier in her life and had become incredibly open-minded about sex. "But not with another person." she said.
"Do you think married men and women would have sex with lots of other people if there were no consequences," she asked Greg. "If there were no chance they'd get caught." "I'm not sure," he answered. "I think they would," Wendy countered.
Now Greg never felt insecure about his relationship with Wendy. In fact, he thought it was hot to think about his wife enjoying herself fucking another man. With her religious upbringing, Wendy always made a point of saying she'd never do it. But Greg knew his wife well and knew that if she were ever in the right situation, she would find it difficult to resist getting together with a man she liked. She'd have a hard time resisting a man if she knew he wanted to fuck her. She said once that she found it extremely flattering to have a pretty good idea that a guy wanted to fuck her. Like that guy Tommy at work.
Greg knew Wendy enjoyed flirting, and he knew she liked flirting with Tommy at work. But he thought chances were slim she would ever screw Tommy.
One night late, Greg woke up to use the bathroom. He noticed a bluish glow from the other room. He looked around the doorway, and there was Wendy sitting naked in front of the computer. She was rubbing her clit like mad, and there was an email open on the screen.
"Come on," the email read. "I'd love to fuck your pussy so much. I noticed you didn't pull away the other day when I touched your ass."
Greg was fairly certain he knew who sent Wendy the email. Strangely, he wasn't angry, but his cock was hard as hell. Wendy leaned back in the chair, rubbing her clit with one hand and fingering her nipple with the other.
